The Evil Wife of the Rebirth of the Shang Family

Chapter 375 Smell
A piece of cake exuding memories was placed on top of the piano. Wen Jingrong leaned against the edge of the piano, looked at his girlfriend who was born and said, "It is indeed a very special piece of music."

"En." Meng Shuixin stood up, stopped playing the piano, picked up the cake and ate it into his mouth one bite at a time. It was sweet but not greasy, but the aroma of chocolate and the sweetness of matcha blended together perfectly, without any unevenness. It should be so ordinary by nature.

Meng Shuixin said while eating the cake, "So, you can't find him."

"Although I admit that this is a very special song, and I also admit that I have been looking for it for a long time, but who told you that I didn't find it?" Wen Jingrong looked at Meng Shuixin tenderly, "The song that makes you look like this , how could I not find it."

Meng Shuixin looked up at Wen Jingrong in disbelief.

Wen Jingrong took the mobile phone from the side and pressed the play button. The piano sound slowly leaked out from the mobile phone. Although the background music was very noisy, I heard many people clamoring, but the flowing sound of the piano was not at all. affected.

Judging from the sounds of people talking and the noise, it should be a bar.

Does that person still exist in this life?
Skilled technique, touching tune, this piece of music that no one will know except the two of them, this piece is obviously made for myself, but the two of them have never met each other in this life. Not at all when this piece should be.

It is because the time is not up, so even if he wants to, Meng Shuixin is quietly waiting for the node of fate, never thinking of actively looking for it.

But why? !

why? !

That kind of playing technique, and the treatment of each ending, no one else has such a high talent except him.

This song appeared at a time when it shouldn't have appeared. Could it be that because of my own rebirth, this life will no longer follow the trajectory of the previous life?
"Where is it?" Meng Shuixin looked at Wen Jingrong and said, "Where did you get this recording?"

"Unfortunately, I also really want to know about this matter, but unfortunately, this person disappeared, leaving only this." Wen Jingrong shook his phone and said.

"Missing..." Meng Shuixin said softly, the strength in his hands slowly lost, the cake slipped from his hands, and hit the keys of the piano, making a sound.

Missing, in this life, will I never see that person again?The one who gave yourself hope when you were most desperate?
"I said, your appearance makes me want to find him and prevent him from appearing in front of you again!" Wen Jingrong said softly.

"Hehehehe!" Meng Shuixin laughed suddenly, and then said, "Wen Jingrong, is there anyone I want to care about the most? I said that I will not be caught by anyone, including you. If you're that desperate to find this guy, then I'd love to see it happen."

Meng Shuixin stood up, stepped on the broken cake on the ground, Wen Jingrong also pulled the group back, Wen Jingrong put his arms around Meng Shuixin and said: "Although, I once said, you You can use me, but I also hope that you can only use me, you have to know that in this world, not everyone has the power to be used by you."

Meng Shuixin pushed Wen Jingrong away and said, "Wen Jingrong, don't tell everyone to be as good as you? Just because I use you doesn't mean I will use others. Maybe there are some people that I don't want to use no matter what I do. !"

"For example, Zall?" Wen Jingrong leaned on the piano, neither happy nor angry, and said lightly.

"Zoer? Hehe." Meng Shuixin made it to the sofa, and wiped the cake cream on the soles of her shoes with an imported wool blanket on the sofa, "Even you don't believe that the person in my heart is Zall, what do you want?" Want to convince me?"

Wen Jingrong stopped not far from Meng Shuixin, and said, "100 million, but even if you have 100 million now, the designer of this blanket will not design the same blanket again."

Meng Shuixin took off his shoes disapprovingly, nestled on the sofa and said, "Wen Jingrong, since you know that I can't possibly like Zall, why do you ask such a question?"

Wen Jingrong knelt down and wiped her blanket with a napkin, as if she was very fond of it.

Meng Shuixin bent down and grabbed Wen Jingrong's collar, pulled Wen Jingrong in front of him and said, "How can you be speechless? I don't believe that you will take such rough words from Drow, because you know very well I don't like Drow at all."

Wen Jingrong didn't raise his head, as if he was still tidying up the carpet seriously, and said slowly, "I believe you don't have any feelings for drow, but are you sure you can control the natural attraction of jasper and glass?"

Meng Shuixin was startled, and his hand unconsciously touched his heart. He had no way to answer Wen Jingrong's question. Wen Jingrong was right, the jasper glaze in his body was naturally attracted to the jasper glass in Zhuo Er's body. One thing I can't deny.

Wen Jingrong looked at the carpet that could not be wiped clean, sighed and stood up and said, "I like this carpet very much."

Meng Shuixin glared at Wen Jingrong and said, "Then do you like me more or this carpet?"

Wen Jingrong walked up to Meng Shuixin and sat down, "Do you like me more or the owner of that song?"

"Childish!" Meng Shuixin said with a sneer.

"Aren't you naive?" Wen Jingrong stretched out his hand and hugged Meng Shuixin tightly into his arms, "Now you owe me more and more, how do you want to pay back?"

"What do you want me to exchange?" Meng Shuixin leaned on Wen Jingrong's shoulder and said.

"Then how about your life's happiness?" Wen Jingrong said.

Meng Shuixin was startled, then laughed louder and louder, and finally became so small that even his body trembled, Meng Shuixin knew the unknown in Wen Jingrong's arms, until he couldn't even breathe Then he stopped, and then, he covered his chest with his hands, breathed the air, looked at the calm boy behind him and said, "My life's happiness?"

Wen Jingrong looked at Meng Shuixin with a smile on the corner of his mouth and nodded.

Meng Shuixin's expression suddenly became very serious, and then he raised his head to look at Wen Jingrong and said in a very indifferent voice: "But what about Wen Jingrong, my happiness has already been sold to the devil, I have no happiness, it's terrible How to do it?"

The ghostly smile on Meng Shuixin's face made her feel cold all over, but the boy who was holding her wanted to die and didn't feel it. He still said with gentle eyes and a gentle tone: "Since you want to compensate me with happiness I am in charge of your happiness, it doesn’t matter who you sold it to, I will help you get it back, the important thing is, do you know what is the happiness you want?”

(End of this chapter)